Elentari Manwe,...I pick, the Aragorn plushie, of course! *rushes forward and hugs you for offering me such a wonderful gift* YOU ARE SO SWEET! lol All daughters wish we could get our ways with our dads, but sometimes, being his lil girl just doesn't cut it....poor Pie! lol
Lassemista.....you get Anduril, and then, we'll talk business! LoL :)
Nili...I'm sorry about Elrohir's hair! EEP! It was necessary.....lol yea, right..lol
Well, about AranenTel'draug..he is a tad thickheaded, ain't he? :P
You will soon see what the giant woodland creature is.....also, another hint....Elladan becomes the Lord of the Pillows when teh giant woodland creature does something..lol
HaloGatomon! What can I say, I get cliffies from da best! Between you and Cassia and Sio, I am ready for more cliffies! EHE! This is my repayment to you! LoL!
n e wayz...on w/ da show!
I OWN Hrive (pronounced Ree-vae), Ohtar, AranenTel'draug, Arrna, and the other Tel'draug skin changers...okay ?
NOTE: This is the Elvish meaning of these names....just in case ya wanna know...
Arrna = storm
Hrive= winter
Ohtar = warrior
AranenTel'draug = King of the Wolf
Tel'draug = the wolf
Ch. 6
A soldier fell without a sound, falling to the snow dead.
Arrna stood over the fallen soldier, his icy grey eyes wide with tormented self-loathing and sadness as his gaze strayed from his fallen comrade, to his best friend.
He stood there, stunned, but was not allowed long to stand.
The fallen soldier's comrades leapt forward angrily, ignoring their captives. All their eyes were focused on the traitor.
Arrna ducked a sweeping blow, barely able to block everything that was being slung at him. He was then forced to retreating as his whole company, which were formerly his friends, converged on him.
The Elves and human, forgotten in the confusion, backed away from the fight. Legolas rushed forward to reunite with his friends.
"Come, let us fly while we still have the chance,"Elladan said quickly, wrapping a supporting arm around his injured human brother.
They turned to flee, but Legolas froze, remembering the only ally he had had in the dungeons.
Then, Legolas found the Skin Changer he sought amidst the chaos.
Hrive stood there, a scream of horror on her lips, piercing the air, as she saw her best friend being attacked.
"Wait, we can't,"Legolas halted his companions.
"Why?" Elrohir froze.
"Because we cannot allow the soldier be sacrificed without aid,"Glorfindel answered for him.
With that, the Elves rejoined the fray.
Arrna gasped as searing pain shot through his leg as a sword sliced into his thigh. He collapsed to the snow, his leg unable to beat weight.
Immediately, he was jerked up by his white-silver hair to face his King.
"So this is how it shall be then. A soldier against his army, his comrades, his King. Tell me, why? I wish to know before I have you killed,"AranenTel'draug questioned coldly, his gaze sparking hatred.
All seemed to stand still in the woods, which had barely moments ago been filled with chaotic fighting.
Even the Elves paused to hear the words of the soldier responsible for saving Glorfindel.
"B-Because I do not want to see Hrive in such agony from seeing the Elves perish, sire,"Arrna replied steadily.
All eyes then turned on the daughter of the King, who walked slowly over to where her father stood.
AranenTel'draug turned icy blue eyes, identical to his daughter's, on Hrive. "You claim your Elven half, do you not?"
Hrive merely nodded.
The King's gaze hardened as he looked upon Arrna again. "And you have pledged your undying friendship to *her*?"
Arrna nodded weakly, wearily, "Yes, sire. With all my heart."
AranenTel'draug's eyes iced over, sadness in their blue depths. "Then you shall both face the punishment worse than death......Exile. You shall never walk amongst our pack again, nor are you welcome here any longer in our realm. You, soldier, are no longer of my company, nor of my army. And you, child, are no longer my daughter. If you should ever stray into our hunting grounds again, then you shall face immediate execution."
The soldiers of the King's guard stood there a moment, confused. Why not kill the traitors?
AranenTel'draug glared at his daughter, his face a mixture of anger, sadness, and betrayal. No...he would not be responsible for the death of his daughter, whom he loved. But...he could not have rebellion.
"Come, we shall leave the traitors to their Elf pets."
With that, the company and the King filed out, leaving the two Skin Changers alone with the Elves and Ranger.
At that moment, Arrna fell limply forward, unable to stay upright any longer.
Hrive rushed forward, cradling his head in her lap. "Arrna, you—"
The warrior reached up and hushed Hrive with a finger to her lips. "I will be fine...." Arrna's breathing slowed as he fell into the darkness that beckoned him.
Legolas walked slowly over to the two Skin Changers' side. He knelt beside the injured warrior and examined the wound. "He should be fine, but he has lost a lot of blood."
Hrive turned, her gaze surprised, as if she were looking at the Elf for the first time. "Legolas, why aren't you and your friends gone already?"
"Because, when I was suffering in the dungeons of your realm, you did not leave me. And now, when you are lost, with no place to go, I will not leave you.........or your friend,"Legolas replied, tilting Hrive's chin so that she had to meet his gaze.
"Thank you, nin mellon,(my friend)"Hrive whispered.
Glorfindel walked forward. "Come, we need to begin our journey home. The winter is harsh and the road ahead is long."
Legolas reached forward, slinging an arm around the wounded Skin Changer and pulled him to where he could carry him.
Then, the long road home, and to recovery, began.
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Sorry so short, but I thought this would be a good place to end the chapter.
Lassemista.....you get Anduril, and then, we'll talk business! LoL :)
Nili...I'm sorry about Elrohir's hair! EEP! It was necessary.....lol yea, right..lol
Well, about AranenTel'draug..he is a tad thickheaded, ain't he? :P
You will soon see what the giant woodland creature is.....also, another hint....Elladan becomes the Lord of the Pillows when teh giant woodland creature does something..lol
HaloGatomon! What can I say, I get cliffies from da best! Between you and Cassia and Sio, I am ready for more cliffies! EHE! This is my repayment to you! LoL!
n e wayz...on w/ da show!
I OWN Hrive (pronounced Ree-vae), Ohtar, AranenTel'draug, Arrna, and the other Tel'draug skin changers...okay ?
NOTE: This is the Elvish meaning of these names....just in case ya wanna know...
Arrna = storm
Hrive= winter
Ohtar = warrior
AranenTel'draug = King of the Wolf
Tel'draug = the wolf
Ch. 6
A soldier fell without a sound, falling to the snow dead.
Arrna stood over the fallen soldier, his icy grey eyes wide with tormented self-loathing and sadness as his gaze strayed from his fallen comrade, to his best friend.
He stood there, stunned, but was not allowed long to stand.
The fallen soldier's comrades leapt forward angrily, ignoring their captives. All their eyes were focused on the traitor.
Arrna ducked a sweeping blow, barely able to block everything that was being slung at him. He was then forced to retreating as his whole company, which were formerly his friends, converged on him.
The Elves and human, forgotten in the confusion, backed away from the fight. Legolas rushed forward to reunite with his friends.
"Come, let us fly while we still have the chance,"Elladan said quickly, wrapping a supporting arm around his injured human brother.
They turned to flee, but Legolas froze, remembering the only ally he had had in the dungeons.
Then, Legolas found the Skin Changer he sought amidst the chaos.
Hrive stood there, a scream of horror on her lips, piercing the air, as she saw her best friend being attacked.
"Wait, we can't,"Legolas halted his companions.
"Why?" Elrohir froze.
"Because we cannot allow the soldier be sacrificed without aid,"Glorfindel answered for him.
With that, the Elves rejoined the fray.
Arrna gasped as searing pain shot through his leg as a sword sliced into his thigh. He collapsed to the snow, his leg unable to beat weight.
Immediately, he was jerked up by his white-silver hair to face his King.
"So this is how it shall be then. A soldier against his army, his comrades, his King. Tell me, why? I wish to know before I have you killed,"AranenTel'draug questioned coldly, his gaze sparking hatred.
All seemed to stand still in the woods, which had barely moments ago been filled with chaotic fighting.
Even the Elves paused to hear the words of the soldier responsible for saving Glorfindel.
"B-Because I do not want to see Hrive in such agony from seeing the Elves perish, sire,"Arrna replied steadily.
All eyes then turned on the daughter of the King, who walked slowly over to where her father stood.
AranenTel'draug turned icy blue eyes, identical to his daughter's, on Hrive. "You claim your Elven half, do you not?"
Hrive merely nodded.
The King's gaze hardened as he looked upon Arrna again. "And you have pledged your undying friendship to *her*?"
Arrna nodded weakly, wearily, "Yes, sire. With all my heart."
AranenTel'draug's eyes iced over, sadness in their blue depths. "Then you shall both face the punishment worse than death......Exile. You shall never walk amongst our pack again, nor are you welcome here any longer in our realm. You, soldier, are no longer of my company, nor of my army. And you, child, are no longer my daughter. If you should ever stray into our hunting grounds again, then you shall face immediate execution."
The soldiers of the King's guard stood there a moment, confused. Why not kill the traitors?
AranenTel'draug glared at his daughter, his face a mixture of anger, sadness, and betrayal. No...he would not be responsible for the death of his daughter, whom he loved. But...he could not have rebellion.
"Come, we shall leave the traitors to their Elf pets."
With that, the company and the King filed out, leaving the two Skin Changers alone with the Elves and Ranger.
At that moment, Arrna fell limply forward, unable to stay upright any longer.
Hrive rushed forward, cradling his head in her lap. "Arrna, you—"
The warrior reached up and hushed Hrive with a finger to her lips. "I will be fine...." Arrna's breathing slowed as he fell into the darkness that beckoned him.
Legolas walked slowly over to the two Skin Changers' side. He knelt beside the injured warrior and examined the wound. "He should be fine, but he has lost a lot of blood."
Hrive turned, her gaze surprised, as if she were looking at the Elf for the first time. "Legolas, why aren't you and your friends gone already?"
"Because, when I was suffering in the dungeons of your realm, you did not leave me. And now, when you are lost, with no place to go, I will not leave you.........or your friend,"Legolas replied, tilting Hrive's chin so that she had to meet his gaze.
"Thank you, nin mellon,(my friend)"Hrive whispered.
Glorfindel walked forward. "Come, we need to begin our journey home. The winter is harsh and the road ahead is long."
Legolas reached forward, slinging an arm around the wounded Skin Changer and pulled him to where he could carry him.
Then, the long road home, and to recovery, began.
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Sorry so short, but I thought this would be a good place to end the chapter.